Description: Day on the beach, two giant men brawl before going out for beers. C'mon, who doesn't want to see how Birdie's hair stands up to a awm-nomming?! ( Winner: Birdie )
What better to do on a sunny day than catch some rays and get some enjoyable stretchin' time in? Blanka's been looking for challenges since he'd lost to Alma in the League, certain that he didn't want to lose his spot to Alma Towazu, no matter how nice a guy he was. Blanka's chosen his invitation wisely and well, sending a formal challenge (in green crayon with a smiley-face charicature of himself added) to Birdie, the other 'big man' in the standings. Someone Blanka could look up to, for one reason or another - mostly because Birdie's /huge/!!
Blanka's pushed out a good area on the beach proper for the fight, kicking up a small 'ring' of sand that butts up against the boardwalk, though he doubts they'll manage to stay inside it. Besides, who really needs rules for playtime? Blanka's here to have fun - and any time he gets to push himself, well - that's fun!
When thugs want to be thugs they beat the ever living crap out of people. Now what better place to do that than the SNF and the Neo League? You even get fabulous prizes for going in, beating up people here and there, and then, after it's all done, enjoying the reward of a beat down well done! But today, Birdie must go somewhere he hasn't ventured out before... THE BEACH.
And it sure is sandy around here as the massive figure makes his way towards the area, off the board walk and right onto the beach. He's already finding it hard for to keep sand out of his shoes among other things. "A beach? Hell, what were those blokes bloody thinking. Who'd be able to keep footing in sand?" And then Birdie looks up towards Blanka.
"Right. Alright, this'll be a little tricky." Birdie snorts as he hunches over, knocking a family out of the area by simply tossing their parsol away and kicking sand on them while they're tanning. Being a jerk's soo much fun.
"Hey! You. You ready?" Birdie snorts. Oh, cause he's super ready.
COMBATSYS: Birdie has started a fight here.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Blanka has joined the fight here.
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Blanka 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Birdie
Perhaps not everyone likes the beach as much as he does. Stretching out and sunning oneself like a lazy jungle cat is nothing more than pure bliss to Blanka - that Birdie's discomforted by it, well - ahwell. Blanka /could/ feel sorry for him, but instead just chooses to make it up somehow later. Maybe 'brewskies'. Birdie looks like someone who could like 'brewskies'. He stands upright and then smirks as Birdie dislodges the folks, forgoing his attempt at handling the fight without disruption.
"Ar..oo...eady!" With that said, Blanka crouches down, at about knee level with the giant brit - and then he leaps forwards. Landing in front of Birdie, he flips his feet up and around, a kick that starts low, aims to end in Birdie's chin - and give him the ability to get back out of range before Birdie can retaliate!
COMBATSYS: Birdie Toughs Out Blanka's Backstep Rolling!!
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Blanka 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Birdie
Life comes at you fast. That's why Birdie decided to get a credit card company that can deal with him, as well, bling coverage. His bling must be insured so he doesn't have to worry about fire chi melting it. It's very important to him. His bling is very sacred.
But that's another story all together. Here on the beach, by the boardwalk. Blanka's a nice jungle cat. A brewskie later? That'll be great. Birdie can totally endure sand for something like that. And when Blanka just hurls himself forward Birdie.
Well, when he lands right infront, Birdie lurches forard as does Blanka. The kick comes up right into Birdie's masculine chin, striking him dead on. But Birdie doesn't stop?! No, he goes right through as the jungle cat spins attepting to GRAB HIM.
And once he gets a hold (or if he gets ahold) he attempts to just pick him up, and hurling him back towards the board walk, aiming to bound him off of it, like a basket ball! "Hah! Nice!" He exclaims.
COMBATSYS: Birdie successfully hits Blanka with Medium Throw.
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Blanka 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Birdie
Part of the attack involves Blanka being able to get away - the fact that Birdie doesn't flinch at all when Blanka's feet crash into his chin, well - it makes the green giant rather easy to grab. With a surprised 'awp!' Blanka's swept up, and bounced off the boardwalk's concrete, landing butt-first in a nearby garbage can, dazed and surprised. As Birdie calls out the two points, Blanka shakes out the dizziness, and his jaw lolls open. Not only not mad about it - Blanka /laughs/ at the situation, and then gets to his feet.
"Awh-ROO!" He rushes forwards again, swinging his fists up and around in a series of strong punches - attempting to test the big man's strength, as he's seen the guy's speed more than impresses. Yike!
COMBATSYS: Birdie interrupts Fierce Punch from Blanka with Murderer Chain.
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Blanka 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Birdie
Two points?! He sure got them. As the jungle cat falls in the trash moments later, Birdie snorts, even as Blnka explodes out. "Hahah. Wow. That crazy how you can roll like that, bloke. What else can you do?" Birdie asks as he begins to come towards Blanka even still. He just continues on, even as Blanka begins to rush forward towards Birdie.
And then he throws a bunch of punches. Well, Birdie's already grasping his chain when it starts. The waves of punches just fall upon him, one strike after another after another, beating down on him. And then, well, a chain comes up to stop one partiular punch.
But that's all he really needs. "Wow. You're pretty speedy for your size." Birdie exclaims as he tightens the chains before pulling up on it, sending Blanka hurling into the air, the chains spiralling up.
Moments later, Birdie would pull down when Blanka got to the highest point, and just send him hurdling back into the sandy group. It was pretty brutal. The chains, however, slither off, disconnecting.
There we go! Blanka's punching, punching - feeling the impacts in his knuckles, like striking a pretty big tree. Does he quail or quaver that the big man before him doesn't seem to be affected by it at all? No, not in the least! He just keeps punching, punc...
Where did the ground go?!
Hauled up into the air, squoze and crushed by chains, Blanka is very surprised indeed. Brought down and slammed against the sand, he's less surprised and more injured, dazed and shaky. He gets back up quickly enough, though he seems hesitant to attack. Carefully, he begins to circle Birdie - realizing that his method of jumping in blindly is not working so well. Gruffly, he speaks, even as one hand beckons Birdie in. "Come on... find out what else Blanka can do." Teeth spark in a grin, feral and eager.
COMBATSYS: Blanka focuses on his next action.
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Blanka 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Birdie
Find out what else Blanka can do? Birdie can't resist such an invitation. He's going for it, and you can't stop him. You can't stop him at all. Even as Blanka lands and seems to be stunned momentarily, the thug just keeps on the offense, just moving right forward towards the jungle cat. "Hah! I'd love to, bloke. You're damn unpredictable from what I see." Birdie states as he makes his way right towards Blanka even as he's beckoned.
A trap? Sure as hell maybe, but Birdie's still going in. He's not chicken. Nor is he smart.
As Blanka circles, Birdie just pulls back a massive fist, looking right on towards the other man. And so, Birdie just hurls himself in, a gigantic punch forced right towards Blanka's chest. He's got no idea what this man can do yet. Maybe... he should?
Nahhh.
COMBATSYS: Blanka interrupts Fierce Punch from Birdie with Direct Lightning.
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Blanka 0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1 Birdie
Blanka is pleased to be considered 'unpredictable' from the bigger man. It's something he's happy about hearing, and the fact that Birdie acknowledges it almost makes him lose his focus and cool. But no, no, Blankas are made of sterner suff, and shall not be distracted from giving a good fight! He digs his hands into the sand, and squeezes down on the gritty substance as his opponent starts to charge, standing up at the last second, and providing Birdie the /perfect/ target, the center of his chest. Trap?! COULD BE!
When Birdie's fist hits Blanka, the beast-man's mouth opens up in a howl. Not really one of pain, though the impact still hurts - no, no, he's chargin' his body up, preparing for the fight and for what he's going to give back to Birdie. Inside his mouth, arcs and sparks of blue-white might give the unfortunate Brit a quick chance to see what's in store for him - but afterwards, well - all that's there is electricity, coursing around blanka's body as a defense, and in this case with birdie actively touching him, an offense as well.
He's got the touch, he's got the powerr.... yeaaaaahhh! About 44 jigawatts or something. Whatever it was that Birdie struck, it wasn't no normal man. He just threw his fist right into the center of Blanka's chest. And the man just howls. What the heck? Well, he's probably just... oh wait what's that in his mouth? %rBirdie blinks, "Ya gotta be shi-" And then the electricity courses into his body. Like Blanka, he himself now has a nice electric charge! Unlike blanka, the electric chi just rocket through him, burning much of the man to a crisp as it courses through him. It sends shivers through his spine, and burns muscle. Birdie can even smell himself cooking. Deffinitely not a good sign.
In the end, he's sent backwards from the charge, bouncing across the ground. Electricity escapes into the ground. "Ugh. Woah. You're charged? Damn." Birdie snorts, "I didn't expect that shit." He chuckles. Getting up, he brushes some sand of. Its easier to concentrate when you forget about it.
"But now it's my turn!" And Birdie's turn is unrelenting power. He just rushes right towards Blanka, kicking sand back as the man makes his way across the sandy dunes, aiming to plunge his head piece into Blanka's chest, and drive him right againt the beach. Once there, he's just going to send punches, powerful ones against the jungle cats body. Like black meteors.
COMBATSYS: Blanka blocks Birdie's The Birdie MAX.
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Blanka 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Birdie
Blanka is always willing to share his special jungle skills with people that he fights with. Such a friendly chap! Blanka's body trembles a bit as the power fades, and he's left breathing hard and a little shaky as he watches Birdie fall back. It took a fair amount out of him to do what he did - but it looks like it was worth it. He lolls his mouth open, laughs. "Learned from eels in jungle.. Good ski...!!"
All of the sudden, Birdie is up-ons his up-apons, and the giant green beastie barely has a chance to get his hands on Birdie's melon, to stop the giant mohawk from goring him. With both his hands there, however, he's not able to block the punch after punch that catches him in the stomach and kidneys, a look of pain on the beasts' face! He's not to be denied, though - and makes every effort to give as good as he gets.
"Learned.. augh!... This... TOO!!" With a growl, Blanka tries to wrap both hands around Birdie's shoulders, to hold on and clutch to the man as his mouth opens wide. Leaning forwards, he brings his feet up and basically tries to over balance the Brit fighter as he starts trying to chew on the guy's head and hair. Talk about distracting!! AWM NOM NOM!
COMBATSYS: Birdie endures Blanka's Wild Fang.
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Blanka 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Birdie
When birdie connects, well, Blanka's able to stop a lot of the power from being diverted right into him. He's able to stop a lot, but damn it looks like it still hurts. But that's when Birdie finds out something terribly horrible. He's not able to get away as Blanka is just grabbing a hold of him. "Haha. Yeah? Nice bloke. Learned it from eels. Damn wasn't expecting that." Birdie states as Blanka just comes right on him.
And Birdie doesn't even move. He's trying to push himself through it actually. And when Blanka is able to get a hold, Birdie's just holding on for dear life as HIS HAIR and his head is being bitten?! "Yo! Hey?! The hell! AughhhH! Not the hair main!" Birdie calls. It probably tastes like hair care products anyways. Hah! Take that, hair eater! Still, Birdie's head is getting bitting. And the only answer to this?
Throwing himself right at Blanka. Again. In the chest for another goring! But a less powerful version of WHAT JUST HAPPENED.
Because fate is cruel, Birdie's hands keep coming down. Like rain.
COMBATSYS: Birdie successfully hits Blanka with The Birdie.
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Blanka 1/--=====/=======|=------\-------\0 Birdie
Birdie's right - his hair /does/ taste like hair care products. It's a different taste than munching on Alma's hair though - for one, Blanka doesn't have to worry about Alma's hair getting stuck in his teeth. Which is, sadly, what happens when Birdie goes for the goring motion again. With Blanka's mouth already on his head, there isn't much a way for Blanka to get out of this without getting smushed, and when he tries to pull back and dodge, Birdie's hair gets caught in his sharp teeth, keeping him in place for the pummeling of a lifetime.
Battered and thumped, Blanka is suddenly aware that he's not in any shape to continue the fight - but his efforts to win will not go undone - no, no, he's going to give it his all, and make Birdie feel what he's feeling right now - they can soothe it off with melons and drinks later. There's a warning crackle as Blanka summons up his energy again - and then once more, his body explodes into bright blue-white electricity. He knows Birdie's strong - but is he fast enough to escape lightning?!
COMBATSYS: Blanka can no longer fight.
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Birdie 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Birdie dodges Blanka's Direct Lightning.
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Birdie 0/-------/------=|
Deadly follicles as axelikeness plus something or other. The blows come down, striking Blanka over and over and over again as the brute just sends punch after punch after punch into the jungle cat. It's like fighting someone with such exquisite hair like his own which makes it so interesting! Boring, flat hair sucks.
But as Birdie sees Blanka beginning to light up light a christmas tree again, Birdie just stops everything. He pushes off, falling backwards to the sand to ground him as the electricity errupts all over Blanka's body. He breathes heavily, barely there himself. "Wow... ugh... you've got some other tricks?" Birdie states, wheezing, "like, in the jungle. You got any drinks? Hehehe." Birdie grins. Now they can get down to the after fight whimsy. The beer.
JUNGLE beer. That's where it's at.
COMBATSYS: Birdie has ended the fight here.
Log created on 12:38:34 03/25/2008 by Blanka, and last modified on 14:30:16 03/25/2008.